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Tweak says, "do you trust me?"

Jonas Joseph Jane (jonasjustjokes) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-07-28 17:53:00

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belladonna boudreaux

Who: Jonas and Belle
What: A favor from a friend.
When: Afternoon
Warnings: Some blood, most likely.

Jonas was sitting on the couch in his apartment waiting for Belle to come. He'd shed the trench coat and leather outfit he'd come to his senses wearing and had gotten into something decidedly more comfortable--jeans and a giant sweater. He was feeling vulnerable and hurting, so he'd picked out his favorite sweater, the one with sleeves that were so long they fell over his hands.

Bad enough that he'd been bitching at everyone, bad enough that his whole body felt like every punishment it had every gone through had just happened yesterday. But the collar was on, and he was too scared, to frozen, to take it off.

He felt like a coward calling out for help, and the fact that he didn't want anyone to see him like this made it even harder to do so. But, hopefully, they could get it over with as quickly as possible.

It dug into his neck even now, drawing fresh blood. It hurt...and for once, he didn't like that feeling.

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poisonwine
2008-07-28 10:53 pm UTC (link)

Belle decided, once again, that she hated this. There was nothing worse than knowing her friends were in pain. How could she have done anything but run over as soon as she could? She'd even forgotten to tell Merlin where she'd gone, which made her jumpy. But she was willing to risk whatever would happen to get to Jonas as quickly as possible.

She knocked loudly on the door, reaching out with her telepathy to make sure he wasn't unconscious.

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jonasjustjokes
2008-07-29 03:57 pm UTC (link)

He was far from unconscious--hyper-conscious was more appropriate. He jumped when he heard her knock, and got to the door faster than he knew he could. He felt hyper and nervous, and still not sure in his gut if he was doing the right thing, asking Belle to help him with something so personal. She had her own troubles to worry about.

But, even though he felt guilty, he was relieved to see her on his doorstep. "Hi," he said quietly. "Thanks for coming."

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	poisonwine 2008-07-29 05:06 pm UTC (link)
	She touched his face softly, checking him for injuries. "Of course. What's wrong?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

jonasjustjokes
2008-07-29 06:25 pm UTC (link)

He reached up hesitantly, and pulled down the neck of the sweater he was wearing.

The collar was thick black leather, with a silver buckle at the back. It was pulled tight around his neck. Silver studs were dotted all along its length about an inch apart, and there were rusty lines trailing down from them, some fresher than others. Blood, of course. It was the spikes on the other side of those studs that were digging into his neck and making him bleed. He couldn't take it off, though. It wasn't a matter of being able to, of reaching around and pulling it off...it was a matter of having the will. He was too scared, too freaked out, too paralyzed to do it himself. Just thinking about the man who'd put it on him left him feeling weak and frustrated. By all accounts, he was miserable.

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poisonwine
2008-07-30 12:38 am UTC (link)

Belle touched his shoulder, and led him into the apartment.

"Oh, cher."

Her face was stricken. But she pushed aside her own sorrow and anger leading him to the couch. "Who did dis?"

Without being asked, she reached behind his neck, deft fingers carefully undoing the fastener, not wanting to shift the collar, since she didn't know how it was drawing blood from him.

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jonasjustjokes
2008-07-30 05:37 pm UTC (link)

It stung, but he didn't make a sound, holding very still as she unclasped it. He breathed a little easier. "Thanks," he murmured.

"It really happened...a long time ago," he said, his voice stilted and unsure. "But then, last week...because of everything, it was like it had just happened all over again. Like I never got away." He shuddered. "I don't even like thinking about that possibility."

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	poisonwine 2008-07-30 11:21 pm UTC (link)
	She nodded, stroking his hair. "I'm gonna get rid of dis, 'kay? Then I'll bandage you up." She kissed his forehead, the collar in her lap, despite the blood. She was used to blood. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jonasjustjokes 2008-07-31 11:42 am UTC (link)
	He couldn't help but feel a little comforted by that. Gentle human contact helped to ease his skittishness, erase the pain. "I don't ever want to see it again," he said, biting his lip. "Throw it out the window, if you want." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

poisonwine
2008-07-31 11:46 am UTC (link)

"Dat was half de plan."

She stood and went to the window, opening it a bit harder than was necessary. She flung it out, concentrated, and for a moment the window was filled with bright yellow light. Her powers vaporized the collar, and she closed the window quickly, going back to sit with Jonas.

He was bleeding pretty bad. "C'mon, cher. Let's go t' your bathroom, get you cleaned up."

She took his hand, bending down enough to kiss the knuckles of it softly.

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	jonasjustjokes 2008-07-31 11:59 am UTC (link)
	He shut his eyes for a second. It was gone--it wasn't coming back. He was okay. He tried to get that message down into the very corners of himself, but it was hard not to doubt it. "'Kay," he said, standing. He met her eyes. "Hey. Thank you. You didn't have to do this." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonwine 2008-07-31 12:17 pm UTC (link)
	"Of course I did. You're important to me, Jonas. My best friend." She gave him a wink. "Beside, who else will I atch movies with?" And with that, she led him to thebathroom. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jonasjustjokes 2008-07-31 12:42 pm UTC (link)
	He smiled crookedly. Somehow, everything didn't seem to be so bad anymore. "Yeah, I guess you would totally be at a loss, huh?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonwine 2008-07-31 12:49 pm UTC (link)
	She smirked and nodded. "Be at a total loss." Her touch was gentle as she cleaned his neck off, wrapping a bandage loosely around it, so he wouldn't ruin anymore shirts. "Everytime I come over you ruin a t-shirt. You should strat goin' without. Become and underwear model or a nudist or somethin'." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jonasjustjokes 2008-07-31 05:21 pm UTC (link)
	"I could be an underwear model," he agreed, wincing a little as she put the bandage around his neck. "As long as they cut my head out of the picture." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonwine 2008-08-01 02:40 am UTC (link)
	"I never realized underwear models have heads." She said with a snicker. "There. Try not to scratch at it." She looked at his face, serious again. "Are you gonna be alright? Want me to stay? I'm more than willin'. Merlin's away, and I don't want you alone if you're not wantin' to be alone." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

jonasjustjokes
2008-08-10 11:44 am UTC (link)

He reached up to touch it and then stopped himself, his hand falling into his lap.

"I mean, you're probably busy, though. Right?" He didn't want her to feel like she needed to stay, to feel obligated. But he was thinking about the frighteningly powerful people who would chase him where ever he went, through time and space and dimension so that there was never any escape from the fear of going under again. Never any peace, never unbroken sleep, and always nightmares.

"But, I mean, if you want to. I mean, if you're not busy..."

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	poisonwine 2008-08-10 10:50 pm UTC (link)
	She touched his face softly. "Non. Got all de time in the world for you, Jonas." She stroked his hair, wishing she knew what to do or say. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jonasjustjokes 2008-08-11 11:52 pm UTC (link)
	((Sorry this took me a long time to get to. MY BRAIN.)) He held his head carefully straight, not wanting to break the freshly scabbed wounds open again. "I can't wait for the next time we get to hang out where you're not fixing me up for some stupid thing," he said, smiling faintly. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonwine 2008-08-12 12:01 am UTC (link)
	She 'bah'ed at him. "I'd rather be here with you now than anywhere else." She stroked his hair. "It'll be alright. C'mon, we'll watch some tv, or get some dinner." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jonasjustjokes 2008-08-12 10:50 pm UTC (link)
	His smile widened a little. "Sure you wouldn't rather be rollerblading with Brad Pitt?" he offered. "...I am kind of hungry." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonwine 2008-08-12 11:59 pm UTC (link)
	"Bah. He's prolly dumb as rock. Pretty though." She smiled. "Good. You want to stay here? I can make you a sandwich or somethin'." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jonasjustjokes 2008-08-13 12:08 am UTC (link)
	"Maybe he's really good at rollerblading," he protested. "Sandwich sounds good," he said, nodding. He hadn't realized how hungry he was until she suggested food. Then he thought back and realized he wasn't sure when he'd eaten last, which probably accounted for it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonwine 2008-08-13 08:02 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah, but I've never done it. Not a lot of sidewalks around my house." She smiled and patted his hair. "Be back inna sec, then." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jonasjustjokes 2008-08-15 11:34 am UTC (link)
	He nodded. "I'm not going anywhere," he croaked, smiling feebly. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

poisonwine
2008-08-19 04:58 pm UTC (link)

She nodded and kissed his forehead again, before dashing off to the kitchen.

How many times had she made sandwiches here, to get something into Jonas before he passed out from bloodloss?

Oh well. She put together a sandwich and started soup in the microwave, driven by the need to be helpful. She wanted everything to be good for Jonas, and was doing her best to make it so.

Soon she wandered back into the bedroom with a large spread on a cookie sheet, including drinks and chips and extra cheese and cookies.

"You still alive, mon ami?"

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	jonasjustjokes 2008-08-19 10:14 pm UTC (link)
	He was sitting cross-legged on the comforter, and he smiled when he saw her coming in with the cooked sheet. "Still alive," he insisted. "You better eat some of this too, or I'm gonna get fat." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonwine 2008-08-20 09:26 am UTC (link)
	She laughed and grabbed the sandwich she'd made herself. "It'd take a mountain of chocolate and years for anything to make y' fat." To prove her point she poked his side. "'Sides, it wouldn't do you any harm." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jonasjustjokes 2008-08-20 11:31 pm UTC (link)
	He sighed. "I'm not thin, I'm just small-boned," he protested, squirming a little. "Really." He took a sandwich and placed a few chips inside, taking a crunchy bite. Mmm. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonwine 2008-08-22 11:11 pm UTC (link)
	She nodded and ate as well. "Don't the chips get in the way?" That was interesting. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jonasjustjokes 2008-08-23 10:59 pm UTC (link)
	"Nah," he said, holding it a little way from his face and studying its construction. "They make it crunchy. And give it durability, like pillars in a building." He turned to her and added, seriously, "It's science, you know." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonwine 2008-08-23 11:03 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh, well if it's science, I can't argue." She giggled and added a couple chips to her own sandwich, curious now. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jonasjustjokes 2008-08-26 10:09 pm UTC (link)
	"That's right," he said solemnly, taking another loud, crunchy bite. He laughed a little, finally, unable to keep a straight face. "So please talk about you. Because I want to hear about what you've been doing." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonwine 2008-08-27 12:10 am UTC (link)
	"Not much. Work, sex, craziness. My mother hadn't died in my alternate universe, and I was from a much more interesting family." She thought for a moment. How much could she really tell Jonas about what she'd done? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jonasjustjokes 2008-08-27 09:59 pm UTC (link)
	He smiled a little. "There were some pretty funny back stories people were running around with for a while there," he said. "How crazy was the family?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonwine 2008-08-27 11:59 pm UTC (link)
	"I had sex with my brother." Against his will, while he was a female. "Pretty bad." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jonasjustjokes 2008-08-28 11:55 pm UTC (link)
	His eyes widened. "Wow. That's...uh..." he paused. "Pretty bad. So glad you're not doing that anymore, though." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonwine 2008-08-29 07:26 am UTC (link)
	She nodded, solemnly. "Yeah." Her sandwich became a lot more interesting. "It was freaky." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jonasjustjokes 2008-09-01 09:41 pm UTC (link)
	He paused a moment, taking another bite of his sandwich. "On a brighter note," he said, looking over to her, "All that's over. You know, until the next crazy thing." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonwine 2008-09-01 10:03 pm UTC (link)
	"Whee." Belle noted, sarcastically. "Fuckin' universe." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jonasjustjokes 2008-09-02 09:02 pm UTC (link)
	"It's a...weird place," he said, polishing off his sandwich. "At least you can cross that weird thing off your 'stuff to do' list and assume it was so bizarre it'll never happen again." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonwine 2008-09-03 05:02 pm UTC (link)
	"God I hope not." She ate a little more of her sandwich, not really in the mood for it anymore. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jonasjustjokes 2008-09-03 10:59 pm UTC (link)
	Okay, now it was his responsibility to CHANGE THE SUBJECT! Away from all this badness. Away. "How's the boyfriend? And the hooker business is booming, I hope." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonwine 2008-09-04 02:54 am UTC (link)
	"Yep to both. Girls are doin' really well, and the boyfriend is superhot. You got a sweetheart?" She tilts her head curiously. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jonasjustjokes 2008-09-05 12:04 am UTC (link)
	He bit his lip. "I think so. There's a girl I like...I mean, it's not official or anything, but kinda." It was funny, how awkward he got when the conversation turned to things like love. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonwine 2008-09-05 12:25 am UTC (link)
	She smiled widely. "Aaaaaawwww." So cute! "What's she like?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jonasjustjokes 2008-09-06 12:01 am UTC (link)
	"She's, um..." he paused. "She's just really cool. She's nice, she has a good sense of humor...she's alot more sarcastic than I am but not, you know, mean. Yeah. I like her alot. Her name's Bell, funnily enough." (Reply to this) (Parent)